Wei Suo stiffly looked down at the things in his hand. Peanuts? Like hell they were peanuts! They had been replaced with chubby white maggots that squirmed in his hand, clearly still full of life. When he recalled how much he had eaten, he could no longer hold himself back. 

Blaaaaaarg!

He turned to one side and vomited. Compared to the vomit from motion sickness, it was many times worse.

The others were all really happy that they had been grossed out earlier, and thus hadn’t touched the food. They hadn’t even drunk any of the water.

Zu An couldn't be bothered to console Wei Suo. He leaped onto the stage and grabbed the executioners. And yet, to his surprise, they exploded as soon as he grabbed them. Everything in front of him blurred. What play? They were nothing more than paper dolls with vivid and lifelike appearances. Their faces were thickly covered with drama makeup, which made them look especially terrifying.

He shivered and quickly returned to the table, saying, “Everyone, be careful!”

Suddenly, he noticed that the guests who had been enjoying the play also turned into paper...